Lately I’ve become so reticent in public. The casual observer may not notice this about me, but if you were to listen in on conversations I have they are parred down to the absolute necessities in order to seem pleasant. I find it hard to engage many topics that are bandied about, and instead have taken some solace in silent watching. How do the dynamics change, and how do the people react to one another. And who is stoking the fire?

I’m not sure if this is merely a passing phase I’m in, of if perhaps I have finally started down the road to introversion. Enveloped by the chilly dusting of snow, the leaves fall off and the roots pull inward to conserve. I like to sit with a drink in my hand. It’s fun to exchange glances and smiles. I just wish I could force the words out of my mouth.

Melt away.